Post Midnight Intentional Ramblings

Set your intention, Breathe it to life.
These words, from yoga, strike me the most. I Love them.

My intention as a kid was to grow up and hug the world. I wanted to love everything and fall in love a 1,000 times over. However, for some reason or another adults kept ecouraging me to go out of my safe bubble of love and face the music (or reality for what it was) an ugly desolate place.

I refused to listen, but one day I indulged in their cynicism, and my world came tumbling down around me. It momentarily collapsed, like a force sucking you into a vortex of oblivion spiralling your existence into an infinite limbo or until you are lucky enough to be awakened again by love.

The day I left my bubble and world was the day i lost my humanity, even though it was for a brief while, the cynicism gnawed at me; like a hungry demon feasting on my compassion, empathy and kindness. I had never felt more dead. I decided to fall back into a deep sleep in my own world, where love, compassion and forgiveness stood a chance.
And to be honest i dont think i have ever been more awake....

Hopeful,

Fearless

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